I left the lonely mines,
I treaded hopelessly for miles.
Looking for a light in the tunnels
wondering where they end.
My feet exhausted with each
puff fighting to come out of my
irritated lungs.
Where is a lift to take up to land?
Punctuate my battle,
an exile on a new journey.
I hear echoes,
the dawn treader on voyage.
In perseverance I hold inside me,
the fire in my veins excelerates
in strength.
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Sad Girl
Thơ caPoetry from a sad girl Ranging from love to heartbreak, happiness to sadness and feeling low to depression and so on. I hope people find that they can relate to what I write and by taking in the words that they find healing. All Rights Reserved Cop...
